Taken up the pseudo-confessional voice of "I," the narrator is trapped in the most difficult situation of choosing between two kinds of women in his "final bet after too many desperate stakes of losing" - one that makes him smoke, the other stops him from smoking - from there a flight of self-fashioned interrogations and a sadomasochism between the split selves take off. Carelessly invoking Nietzsche or Fante, Oxford dictionary and Che Guevara to ornament a melancholic boredom that is irreducible and reactionary. The narrative swerves around in-between cliches typical of travelers writer books, brutally dismantled by existentialist non-action, persecution paranoia reminiscent of the Freudian Schreber's, and at times frank lament of unrequited love and classic Goth motifs reinvented.
LEE Chi-leung was born & bred in colonial Hong Kong, as of school text books. He has a quick & angry bearings for some, while he considers himself meek.
Porcelain (Exist Random, 1999), a compilation of poetry & short stories written in Chinese and English, remains the only book Lee published until 2008.
His 2008 title, A Room Without Myself, an unapologetic retro/introspection of the author’s personal history of maniac depression and colonial upbringing, had been awarded “Hong Kong Book Prize 2008″ and the 10th “Hong Kong Biennial Awards for Chinese Literature” (Essay divison)
Presently Lee contributes for newspapers & “stuffs” from time to time, and is engaged in all sorts of translation & writing for money and for better causes. He takes his photography and un-sponsored research on anti-psychiatry as mere pass-time.